Movin' On

It's a funny thing, moving on. Usually we do it because we are either forced to by circumstances or we choose a new path and start truckin' down it with zest. Movin' on. Truckin' along. Change is just another speed bump in the journey we call life.

Yesterday I worked my final shift at the gym. I'll admit that it was bitter sweet and there were a couple of gym members who accused me of being a traitor. Ouch. Still others were supportive of my reasons for moving on and encouraged me to shift it into high gear to accomplish all the things I dream of. 

I remember being the newb and wondering if I'd ever learn everyones name. The training seemed so intense and overwhelming at times. All that paperwork! All those women! Would I ever figure it out and stop feeling like I didn't fit in?

It's funny to look back and realize that in a few short months I would put into practice what I had learned with ease. 

There are moments from the past two years that make me smile and of course those that make me cringe as well. Remember Idiot Hippie Girl? What about Karma Girl? Yeah, good times people, good times. 

Today, when the alarm started whispering at 5:00am, I couldn't help but smile. Friday's use to be my early shift. Friday use to mean crawling out of bed at 3:45, eating breakfast at 4:20, and unlocking the gym doors at 5:00. 

It was heaven to sleep in. 

Today I begin a journey that may very well take me back into business ownership. It will bring changes and probably frustrations. I'm sure I will wonder if I'll ever learn all the new names. There will be new paperwork. New challenges. 

Last night a friend told me to go and, "Whip those ladies into shape!"

And I think that's exactly what I'll do.